Austin Azel Laughlin Aug. 19, 1940-March 30, 2022


There was never a box invented into which Austin could fit.  His adulthood coincided with the sixties, a time and a movement he seemed to be made for.  His finger was on the pulse, and he rode on the very crest of that counter-culture wave.  Leary, light shows, a proponent of peace, and a social activist.  He was passionate about organic food and with others in Ohio in the early 70s helped create an organic food coop, an organic food restaurant, and a program to feed the poor for free in Appalachia.

There he was again right at the very beginning of Chogyam Trungpa’s arrival in the US.  For the rest of his life, he maintained a practice of sitting meditation.  His inspiration about buddhism swept many people into the dharma.

He was wonderful with dogs and did much pet sitting for many of us.  The pets, one knew, could not be in better hands.  The plants?  Well, errr…

If anyone can steer through the strange psychedelia that describes the bardo, it could well be Austin, who ever loved a good trip.

As an old T-shirt of his read  — “Keep Austin Weird.”  No problem.  “What a long, strange trip it’s been” perhaps best sums up his life.

He will be missed by many.

Photo above: Austin in Athens, Ohio, 1972/3 at Hamsa, an ecumenical community devoted to organic food


Austin at RMDC, 1973/4. Austin hated to have his photograph taken, but in this instance he asked to be photographed on the day he cut his hair. He dressed all in white, combed out his hair, and posed in front of a Mercedes Benz with a peacock feather and $20 bill attached to the car antenna at which he gazed longingly.

by Mary Ann Flood,  Jim & Harriet Campbell and George Ramsey


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Cheryl Crosby
2 years ago

My dear friend. Met at Karme Choling very early. He was the original zafu maker in the business that became Samadhi Cushions. We attended seminary together in 1976. Connected again in Boulder. He came to my wedding and cared for my baby. He was an odd one; lived in my daughter’s play house in our backyard for 3 years! He loved the Huerfano Valley and stayed there many years near some land we owned. He loved the rugged life. When he had his stroke he was living in Crestone. He wasn’t expected to survive but did. Glad that I stayed with him for a few days 3 years ago. I thought it would be the last time. He told me that he felt more Taoist than Buddhist; stopped doing formal Buddhist stuff but continued to sit. An oddball and a lot of fun!

Kathy Emery
2 years ago

I remember Austin.....he was connected to the Ohio Group who became students of the Vidyadhara - George Ramsey and the Campbells....he had a great laugh....haven't seen him for decades, but remember him with great fondness. Wishing you well on your journey, Austen